There's a not on the bed
A bloody razor on the floor
Lying next to a bottle of pills
There's a boy in the tub
Then he takes his last breath
Or so he thinks
He wakes up with IV's in his arm
He vomits
In his head he is mad that he didn't die
He screams at them for saving him
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Emo Poems/Quotes
Poetryi cut and here are the poems i make. i hated it i lose most of my friends for it. If you cut please stop it doesn't help anything It just makes things worse and ore stressful. Most of these poems are mine so if you use them in a story or other thin...
